John Greenleaf Whittier

(17 December 1807 – 7 September 1892 / Haverhill, Massachusetts)

At Last - Poem by John Greenleaf Whittier

When on my day of life the night is falling,
And, in the winds from unsunned spaces blown,
I hear far voices out of darkness calling
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Comments about At Last by John Greenleaf Whittier

  • (5/19/2017 11:16:00 PM)

    Beneath His trees of healing, the life for which I long
    Ultimate unconditional surrender before Him, the creator. Great prayer and equally great theme.
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  • (5/19/2017 12:55:00 PM)

    Makes me ponder on what my own experience of eternity be. (Report) Reply

  • Susan Williams (5/19/2017 12:48:00 PM)

    The very definition of lovely wording (Report) Reply

  • (5/19/2017 11:11:00 AM)

    wow writers o f this excellence are no longer in existence. (Report) Reply

  • (5/19/2017 9:41:00 AM)

    Eulogy of divine love, support and healing. More transcendental than religious. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (5/19/2017 1:13:00 AM)

    So pleasant! ! Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • (5/19/2017 12:41:00 AM)

    wind is blowing from unsunned spaces, far voices out of darkness calling his feet to unknown path., Even when the wall of house is decaying, an appeal to tenant not to leave for later has made life pleasant. (Report) Reply

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (5/19/2017 12:20:00 AM)

    Home of life so pleasant..... thanks for posring..... (Report) Reply

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